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Fleur topped off her own glass before sitting, and lifted her chin with a proud little smile.
"It does smell good," she agreed, toying with her fork and tapping it against the side of her plate, enjoying the tinny clink it made. "Well...I have already been tasting it as I cooked. So I think it is fair that you have the first official taste."
Cooking this had been an interesting process, seeing just how much the different flavors would meld over the course of the recipe. She had made it a bit spicier than usual, as an experiment. Stabbing at a scallop, Fleur raised it halfway to her mouth and paused, eying Bill playfully. "Before I change my mind!"